Li Zhitao led the adjudication team in ambush.
The entrance in the southwest corner can be used as bunkers on both sides, while the west wall is unobstructed.
Which one is better and which one is worse will be judged.
But Li Zhitao and the others only had a slight advantage, and the Portuguese soldiers began to retreat while shooting.
With only a few tens of meters of distance, a dozen corpses were left behind, and they successfully retreated to the northwest corner, which was as tragic as a Shura field.
The two sides were shooting randomly from a distance of a hundred meters. If you look at it from a high altitude, you can see the two corners below, with tongues of fire bursting out from time to time. The fight was lively, but no one was killed.
The Portuguese soldiers in the northwest corner are inevitably a little desperate.
Someone said, "Divide half of the people and ask for help from the southeast corner fort, and ask them to go around and surround the southwest corner fort."
This is a war fought in a circle.
He thought that the Portuguese soldiers on the southeast corner fort were still alive. After all, just now they were yelling down at them with great energy.
Just do it, half of the Portuguese soldiers walked halfway along the north wall, and happened to run into Zhao Chuanxin.
Zhao Chuanxin dodged to the side, and then followed behind them, reducing their numbers while running.
By doing this, they didn't notice anything wrong when the group was about to be wiped out.
Until the last person turned his head slightly and said, "Why is there no movement at all?"
He just turned around, felt a pain between his eyebrows, and lost consciousness.
Zhao Chuanxin didn’t even look at the corpses on the ground, turned around and continued running.
In the northwest corner of the fort, the sound of life-seeking gunfire disturbed the night. The torches inserted in the drainage holes were all exhausted. The moon in the sky was frightened and hid in the clouds. Only tongues of flame occasionally illuminated the surroundings.
The Portuguese soldier with curly black hair had just finished firing his bullets and stepped back to pull the bolt. His teammates stood on top to prevent the fire from being interrupted.
He wiped the sweat from his face, and his nose was filled with the smell of sea water, burnt, internal organs and blood.
In the four-sided fort that was like a death circle, he was undoubtedly lucky. He was still alive. He even seemed to have hit the arm of a gunman on the opposite side just now, because after he fired, he felt that the muzzle of the opposite gun suddenly He raised his head and fired one shot into the air.
After loading the bullet and pulling the bolt, he raised his head and glanced behind him, and was shocked to find that the shadowy formation of his comrades in the darkness had disappeared.
A dark fear suddenly arose in his heart, and there seemed to be a huge and sneaky danger hidden in the darkness.
"There are enemies"
This was the last word he said.
The rest of the Portuguese soldiers turned around in surprise and found that all the Portuguese soldiers clinging to the battlements fell down one by one.
Starting from the outside, no matter whether you raise your gun to resist or shoot, you can't stop them from dying.
In an instant, despair spread in the endless darkness.
There seems to be only one way out, which is to leave the northwest corner and enter the west wall.
Behind you is the invisible black hole that swallows people's lives, and in front of you is the visible tribunal that takes people's lives.bullet.
After a moment of weighing, all the surviving Portuguese soldiers rushed towards the Western Wall.
People are still more afraid of the unknown.
On the other side, Fuki Suiko covered his arm that had been bitten by a bullet and shouted, "They are coming."
When he was unlucky enough to shoot just now, He was hit by a bullet, his flesh rolled up and he was bleeding profusely.
But in the noisy environment and tense atmosphere, Chui Shuiju didn't feel much pain.
Li Zhitao pulled him away and fired a shot. A running Portuguese soldier fell forward.
Li Zhitao discovered that when a Portuguese soldier was running towards this side, he turned around and fired.
Zhao Chuanxin, who was hesitating whether to pursue him or not, was startled. The bullet fired by the Portuguese soldier missed him and hit the wall in the northwest corner, causing sparks to fly.
Zhao Chuanxin couldn't go out anymore, so he simply lit a cigar and sat on the battlement to wait for the adjudication team to consume all the poor stragglers.
The sound of gunfire did not last long, and Li Zhitao brought someone out to check whether there were any survivors alive for a last-ditch attack.
Zhao Chuanxin took off his shadow cloak and did not move. He just took out the wind lantern, took a match and lit it in the leeward place, and stood on the battlement.
Chui Shuiju came with arms crossed and said, "Master, are you okay?"
Zhao Chuanxin raised his head and blew out smoke, "Baby, I'm in trouble."
Chui Shuiju grinned and bared his teeth, "For a man, it's just a minor injury."
Li Zhitao came over, and Zhao Chuanxin handed him a medical kit made of oak wood, "Sew up Chui Shuiju's wound, disinfect and bandage it." ."
When Li Zhitao and Chui Shuiju went to Lugang Town for "further training", they had already mastered these skills.
While suturing Chuishuiju, Li Zhitao said to Zhao Chuanxin, "Master, there may be people in the three-story tower in the center."
Zhao Chuanxin nodded, "You Send people to search, work in groups, and be careful."
He had been fighting from day to night, and he was a little tired.
Maybe it was the end of the battle. The moonlight in the sky came out of the scattered clouds again. The cold light shone on the fort. In addition to the blood on the ground, some were scattered because the bags were chopped into pieces. Cigarette boxes, matches, wine bottles and even needles and thread were everywhere.
Zhao Chuanxin leaned over and picked up a large Mexican silver dollar with an eagle and snake pattern. It was a relic of a Portuguese soldier and was stained with blood.
Zhao Chuanxin sneered as he thought of something.
The remaining adjudication team cleaning the battlefield looked at the leader in awe.
When he showed a strange and cold smile, they couldn't help but shudder.
They scolded and fought vigorously, but in fact, most of the Portuguese soldiers on the fort died at the hands of this man.
The words "killing like hemp" are rendered with a strong personal color.
Such a person may go down to the Hall of Hell, and the King of Hell will give him a bit of a thumbs down.Well, because I can't afford it.
"Master, I'll give you some water." A member of the adjudication team asked for a water bag from the ground.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at the mud and blood handprints on the water bag and shook his head, "I will never be thirsty in my life."
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Not long after, Li Zhitao brought people back, "Master, there is no one left, they are all dead."
"Very good." Zhao Chuanxin trembled, and he was already convinced that this It seems that Zuodao really has the surname Zhao. "Take people to clean up the battlefield. We will rest on the fort tonight. We can't let the Portuguese occupy it anymore."
He has had enough of playing hide and seek.
Zhao Chuanxin did not join in the fun with everyone. In order to avoid the loud snoring, he went to the top of the tower, took out a blanket, wrapped himself in it and fell asleep.
Paper pigs stand guard on the rooftops and eaves.
Early the next morning.
The Portuguese residents of Fengshun Hall and the pastor of the nearby Santiago Church, who had stayed up almost all night, quietly went out when the white fish belly appeared in the east.
They hesitated and gathered in front of Fengshuntang Street.
Finally, the priest adjusted the Roman collar around his neck and said, "Let's go. Maybe Governor Rosada has taught those barbarians a lesson. Maybe they are celebrating their victory, and we can still ask for a drink." Drinks for victory."
Someone smiled very reluctantly and said, "But I heard rumors from deserters that Rosada had been killed by the butcher Zhao Chuanxin."
Apparently, there were Portuguese deserters hiding in his house.
The pastor's face became stern, "Don't talk nonsense, God bless Portugal."
The group came to Nanwan Avenue, and the pastor was the leader, walking at the front.
In the land of the East, any preacher from the West will almost become the vanguard of the invaders.
While they preached the love of God, they also explored the reality of foreign lands, and then brought disasters of weapons and weapons.
The pastor's firm steps seemed to give confidence to the Portuguese behind him.
They saw some bloodstains on this side of the road, but there were no bodies. It was just that the walls were battered by heavy machine gun fire. It looked like it was a fierce battle.
After crossing the street, the pastor saw the horrific corpses behind the temporary positions.
They are all Portuguese soldiers.
The most eye-catching thing was a German-made command knife in the center of the position, which pinned Rosada firmly to the ground.
"Oh God, open your eyes and see what these weird and dirty savages have done." The pastor was stunned, crying and wailing.
The rest of the Portuguese people looked at Rosada's body in the center of the field in silence.
The only lucky thing about Rosada is that he died completely and was not torn apart by the metal frenzy or split in half by the elf carving knife.
On the fort, the adjudication team was cooking.
Zhao Chuanxin called Li Zhitaoand blowing water foal.
"You think, who is more reasonable to garrison this place on Ao Island?"
Li Zhitao is the marshal of the adjudication team, and it is impossible for him to set up another mountain.
Chui Shuiju's eyes lit up, "Master, what do you think I am?"
Zhao Chuanxin hesitated even more. He looked at Chui Shuiju's rolled-up trouser legs and said, "Leg If you don’t have hair on your mouth, you won’t be able to do things well.”
What the hell?
Zui Shuiju was stunned. Having no hair on his mouth means he is immature, but having no hair on his legs means nothing
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Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, and his eyes lit up: "I want to form a militia group here, and you will be the leader in the future. A branch of Xuantian Sect will be opened on Ao Island, and I will transfer Li Ziyu to come, and he will come from Elder Keqing has been promoted to elder, and you will take orders from him in all affairs here.”
“What a fake foreign devil?” Chui Shuiju was very dissatisfied, “How can he be so good?”
Li Ziyu's thinking is more Western-style. After all, he is a person who attended a Western military academy.
Very early on, Li Ziyu grew his hair and no longer had a yin-yang haircut, and he always looked like a man in suits and leather shoes.
He was slandered as a fake foreign devil by Li Zhitao, Chui Shuiju and others.
"If you want to do it or not, I will replace you. Our Xuantian Sect is full of talents, and you are not the only one."
Chuishuiju immediately said, "Do it, why not?" It is true that there are many talented people, but people with knowledge like me are still rare."
Zhao Chuanxin pushed back his disheveled hair, picked up the bowl and drank the porridge in one gulp. "That's it. , Chuishuiju, you take people to Jiuao, call the militia back, and let them be responsible for liaison, and gather the people who are willing to join the militia to resist the great powers.
Datantao, send someone to send a telegram to Li Guangzong. , and asked him to arrange for Li Ziyu to come to Macao.
By the way, allocate some people to go to the Governor's Mansion and control the place. No one can fish in troubled waters and take away the things there."
In addition to these, We still need to find someone to collect those corpses.
In other places, Zhao Chuanxin can control whether to kill or bury people, but now that Ao Island has changed its surname, it can be regarded as its own territory.
There is a lot of things waiting to be dealt with.
Neither Li Zhitao nor Chui Shuiju are that good, and Zhao Chuanxin is not good at logistics and internal affairs either.
He explained everything he could think of, and then arranged tables, chairs and benches in the southeast corner of the fort, and arranged them in the middle.
Just after making tea, several fast horses galloped from a distance.
The leader is wearing an officer's robe and hat. He has a white face, two hanging beards on his lips, thin and curved eyebrows, and deep double eyelids.
Looks like he is in his thirties, and his skin is well maintained.
He got off his horse and went straight to the fort. Members of the adjudication panel came to tell him, "The leader, an official from the Qing court, who claims to be the Admiral of the Guangdong Navy, Li Zhun, wants to see you."
Zhao Chuanxin has already seen it, "Bring him here." "
Li Zhun came to the southeast corner of the fort and saw a tall young man sitting on the bench, with his left leg crossed and his right leg stretched out casually.He held a book in his left hand, the title of which was clearly Songs of Chu.
The thumb of his right hand scratched the bottom of the tea bowl. The tea bowl was spinning on the table, but the water did not splash out at all.
I didn’t even raise my head to look at him.
Li Zhun clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Chuanxin's status is too special. He is neither an official nor a civilian. It seems that he has never heard of him having a name. No matter how he is called, it is inappropriate. Then let’s call him Mr. Zhao according to the popular name among the people.
Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the bench opposite, "Come, sit down."
Then he turned to the members of the adjudication panel who were standing next to him and complained, "In the future, people will come to the door without bringing gifts." , just blasted away, there is really no discernment at all."
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